Fuck your sorry. You don’t know anything and you’re just the same as almost everyone else. Fuck you.
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sunset
I feel as though I’m not suited for life. I can’t cope with everyday things, I become too stressed and can’t focus. I want things to remain on a steady keel, a steady pace, because I’m scared something will change and I’ll fall apart.
I overdosed when I was 16, I was severely depressed. I spent months in a psychiatric hospital, got better and moved on. But then when I started university, for some reason I can’t move on. The dark, swirling cloud is always looming behind me, ready to strike when I’m least ready for it.
Last week was awful, financial difficulties, uni difficulties – I […]